Book 5: Futa!Susanne the Wicked x Shahvee
Equal rights weren't a very common thing in Windhelm, and their activists were usually shunned. Susanne the Wicked, for instance, was one such girl who tried desperately to help the lives of the dark elves and argonians by trying to improve their relationships with the local nords, but this almost never ended well. Susanne was used to having people stare at her like they wanted to kill her. Some, like Calcelmo, even looked like they might actually go through with it, and really, why wouldn't they want her dead? A beautiful nord girl with wide birthing hips, triple D cup breasts, and still having a body as tight as hers? Throw in her blonde hair and blue eyes, and you've got the perfect nord girl. There was not a single true son or daughter of Skyrim that would want a girl like associating with the lesser races.
Really, the only reason she fought for equality was because she wanted her fetish to become acceptable. Argonians were the best lays. Somehow, as if evolution demanded it, their bodies had slowly changed over time to be more appealing to the humans that ruled over them, the air sacs they use to breathe underwater moving to their chests to copy a human woman's tits and their asses becoming plump and fatty to control buoyancy. That, and their scales were nice and smooth. Get them turned on enough, and the girl's arousal and the guy's precum were the right kind of lubed and slimey for the best type of sex.
Susanne was definitely Wicked, that's for sure. Everyone saw her as a devout follower of Dibella, trying to promote love amongst everyone, and this was true to an extent, but really it was a cover for her more debased nature. She was really a follower of Sanguine. Not only was she a purely devout zelout of his debauchery, or maybe it was because of her loyalty that her god himself felt it necessary to equip her with a powerful weapon of his will.
Susanne was a proud member of the Daedric Prince Sanguine's futanari race. In other words, she was blessed by the dark god with other worldly beauty and a massive dick dangling between her legs that she could use to plow any man or woman she wished. Even being in her presence was a turn on. The debaucherous futanari were blessed with an illusory aura that made everyone around them aroused, all of existence becoming more erotic and all eyes would fall on them, would fall on Susanne, as they picked from the litter of willing sex slaves for their pleasure. Most of the women in Windhelm knew of her secret but were cursed to be unable to tell the truth of Susanne's Wicked nature. After all, it would be a real mess if the men in Windhelm found that most of their children were actually her bastard spawn.
Even if Susanne wasn't a futa, it would have been easy to get their wives to cheat on them with her because even though most mortal woman love a good cock, they love being pleasured even more, and no man knew how to pleasure a woman like another woman did. Most women were already subtly attracted to their own sex anyway. Throw in a massive and beautiful cock like hers and Susanne was almost always drowning in pussy.
Even so, there wasn't a single human alive who could match an argonian pussy and Susanne was craving some of that sweet lizardy pink as she left from Candlehearth for the night. In her tavern girl outfit, it was almost impossible to hide her erection. Fortunately, most people don't expect to see a woman walking around with a raging hard on, so it was pretty easy to hide it from the tavern patrons from that alone, but at her size, she had to either sit or stand strategically throughout the night or risk getting her secret exposed.
Wrapping her cloak around her as tightly as possible, she hurried past the guards keeping watch over the docks. It was an easy position for them. Not really preferable given that it was outside the walls, but there weren't many complaints considering the laws protecting the dock workers from having their earnings stolen, being assaulted, or anything else that one would expect a guard to protect them from didn't have to be enforced. Cold? Sure. Easy? Oh, definitely. This was the most kush job in the entire Stormcloak army since they didn't have to do anything. If nothing else, they were a legal mafia.
Susanne was lucky she was a nord, but tried to stay as far out of sight from the guards as possible given her reputation. This was a lawless no man's land. There was a good chance that if the guards got her alone and out of sight, it wouldn't end well for her just because they could get away with it.
She ducked the down the road, keeping watch for a particular argonian she knew well. Lining the streets were prostitutes of all shapes, sizes, and genders, dressed up in the sluttiest outfits they could find to try to boost their sales, but this girl wasn't among them. The stalls selling rotten fruit and moldy meat had merchants practically begging for sales, but none of the merchants were who Susanne was looking for either, and fortunately, even the literal beggars didn't have familiar face among them.
Well, if Susanne was being honest, they had many familiar faces among them. Many, many, plenty of familiar faces, and many of them either begged her for coin or propositioned her for another good time, but nevertheless, none of them were the familiar face she was looking for.
She must have gotten a job. It made sense for her to work with the ships and their cargo, the most desired jobs among this second class trash due to its hefty pay, since she was so nice, well-educated, intelligent, and charismatic. It was part of why Susanne fell for that shapely tail of hers. After passing through the second gate and entering the quay, Susanne went straight for the closest ship she could find and spied the lizardfolk taking care of the shipment, trying to find a particular set of green scales.
This girl was gorgeous. Argonians had evolved to closely resemble humans, and she was as close as they come. She was the only argonian that Susanne had ever seen that didn't have either horns, fins, or feathers popping out of their heads, her skull being as round and smooth as a normal human's save for her jutting, bestial jaw. Her scales were so light green that they were almost yellow, as close as possible to human skin. She was slender, but even her more sexual features were closer to a beautiful human woman's with a plump ass and giant E cup tits which were almost unnatural when compared to her slender waist.
Much to Susanne's chagrin, she had to admit that if this particular girl were human, she would have had a better body than Susanne could ever hope to possess.
"Shahvee!" Susanne yelled, hopping on the wet stone and waving over the other workers so her argonian lover could see her. Through the nightly darkness, Shahvee had to squint to see who was calling her, but when she saw her, she gently put down what she was working on and ran over, crashing into Susanne with a tight hug.
"Angel! It is good to see you!" Shahvee said, unconsciously wrapping her tail around the smaller girl's waist.
"Oof!" Susanne grunted from the impact, taking a second to get her wits back, laugh it off, and pat Shahvee on the small of her back, "It's good to see you too, my scaly friend. Why do you call me Angel?"
Shahvee pulled back with a confused look and gestured to everything around her.
"Do you not see, Angel?" she insisted in her raspy voice, "The lives of so many of my egg mates have greatly improved because of all you have done to make the nords treat us more kindly."
Susanne did look around. She had already surveyed the entire port when she was trying to find Shahvee, and all she saw was poverty, famine, and disease. This was better?
"Shahvee, stop talking for a second, OK?" Susanne said frustratedly.
Shahvee blinked and stepped back from her friend, choosing to remain silent. She watched Susanne closely, waiting to hear what she had to say, but Susanne continued to hold her hands up to her mouth as if trying to hold back her anger, breathing slowly. After awhile, Susanne's hands started moving slowly downwards. Shahvee was watching her curiously, keeping a close eye on her hands as she rolled them over her own breasts cupping them, then sliding her hands down her abdomen until her cloak gently opened, revealing a long and shapely leg.
The fluorescent yellow pods on Shahvee's face glowed in a blush as she watched Susanne's seductive dance. When her cloak gave way to her leg, Susanne slightly bent forward, giving more of a view for the argonian in front of her as she slid her hands along her legs, moving inwards until passing over her crotch. Before Shahvee could realize she was licking her lips in anticipation, her eyes leering at Susanne's pussy, the Wicked Girl bent forward even further, but this time it was more cute and teasing than the blatantly erotic dance from a second ago, despite the fact that her tits were now pushing out of her low cut tavern uniform.
"Are you doing OK, Shahvee?" Susanne asked with an evil smile.
"I am… well," Shahvee insisted after a bit of hesitation.
"Are you sure?" Susanne asked, stepping closer to her.
"I am perfectly fine. There is nothing wrong with me, if that's what you're-"
Shahvee was promptly shut up by Susanne's lips pressing against her mouth. To call the place where she spoke her "lips" would be an overstatement, and because of this, Susanne's kiss was clunky and awkward, more smashing her face against hers rather than kissing. Shahvee instinctively leaned into her though. Her hands found their way on Susanne's hips and pulled her closer, doing what she could with her extended mouth to kiss the girl back, even slipping her a bit of her writhing tongue before Susanne hurriedly pulled away.
Susanne's eyes were closed tightly. She was blushing and trying to hide her smile by bringing her hand up to her mouth embarrassedly, and disappointing Shahvee with the motion. She wanted more. As if the will wasn't her own, Shahvee wanted to pull her in close, kiss her more, then throw her on the nearest bed and have her way with her. Her pussy was beginning to itch.
"Follow me," Susanne said, then quickly turned and speed walked off.
Shahvee followed her at a close enough distance to let people know they were together, but not what they were up to. She didn't touch her, or grope her like she wanted to. Instead, the two walked in comfortable silence, waltzing next to one another like any other friends would do, and casually popped inside the warehouse. No one even paid them any mind. Again, it was the fact that nobody expected to see anything why they didn't see two intruders breaking into private storage.
There was no one around. Shahvee didn't hesitate to grab Susanne's hips from behind and pull her into her own waist, nibbling on the nape of her neck and letting her tongue lap at her skin lightly. Shahvee rolled her hips against her ass. Her slimy arousal was starting to chafe the worker's dregs she was wearing, but she just couldn't help herself, letting her hands drift upwards and play with Susanne's hefty tits, rolling them firmly but gently.
Both of the girls started to moan. They were quiet about it, but they were both very clear about what they both wanted, Shahvee starting to press harder against Susanne's ass and Susanne pressing her hands against her lover's so she'd play with her tits harder. It wasn't until Shahvee's hands started to drift towards Susanne's crotch that Susanne broke away.
"Not yet," she ordered, then hurried off through the aisles of foreign and exotic merchandise.
Shahvee gripped Susanne's hand and ran off with her. Both girls giggled devilishly at the vile acts they were about to commit, and in a small, very secluded corner behind several stacked boxes and neatly organized rugs, Susanne finally turned around and gave Shahvee another kiss, wrapping her arms tightly around her shoulders.
Shahvee shoved Susanne against the wall.
"You're not getting away this time," she growled.
"I could say the same to you," Susanne mewled back and they kissed again.
Shahvee's claws gripped her lover's blonde hair tightly, pulling as much as she dared without hurting the girl and was greeted by an encouraging moan. Against the wall, Susanne arched her hips. She started rolling her crotch against Shahvee's own as if dancing on her lap, one hand finding its way on the crate next to her head which Shahvee didn't hesitate to pin down.
Shahvee could have sworn she felt a bulge down there, not that it mattered. There were plenty of futanari back in Black Marsh, and if Susanne had a dick, it wouldn't have been a deal breaker, just as much as it wouldn't have been at all surprising to her for someone with the title of "wicked" being a practitioner of Sanguine's Kamesutra. As if to encourage her, Shahvee snuck one leg in between hers and started rubbing her core, making Susanne moan even more.
Shahvee used one hand to pin both of Susanne's above her head, kissing down her neck until finally dropping her cloak with her free hand and ripping open her bodice. Using her slimy tendril of a tongue, she lapped at her nipples. Susanne bit down on her lip. She had to keep herself from outright screaming from the tentacle pleasure on her tits, and when she got control over herself, she let her mind go numb with ecstasy. Shahvee expertly used her hand to fondle her tits and her tongue to play with her nipples. She bit lightly on the sensitive skin, and with her fangs, cut slightly into, the pain bringing out a more carnal desire in Susanne.
It wasn't until Shahvee used her thigh to spread her legs that Susanne finally lost control. She began struggling against Shahvee's bestial grip as the woman let her hand travel down her stomach and in between her legs, gripping her bulge with her full palm, and not being surprised by the futanari dick under her skirt, starting playing with them immediately. Susanne whined desperately. Shahvee was just strong enough to keep her pinned while she peeled her dick out from her panties and began stroking it. Shahvee watched with fascination as Susanne closed her eyes from the motion, her moans turning into breathy gasps while she continued to move her hand back and forth.
Suddenly, Shahvee stopped stroking. Susanne whined from the loss of her touch, but then opened her eyes and saw that her hand had plunged down her own pants, masturbating her pussy furiously as if she needed to get own release before continuing, but listening to the quiet, raspy moans, she could tell the argonian was only just getting started.
Shahvee kept eye contact with Susanne as she pulled her now slimy hands from her pussy. She held them up for Susanne to see, tapping her fingers together to show how wet her hands had become with the sticky aphrodisiac before going back to stroking Susanne's cock. Susanne's eyes pulsed out of her skull. With the lube soaking her dick, Shahvee's hands gently squeezed and stroked her sensitive skin, and she threw herself forward into the motion. Susanne arched her back so hard she almost snapped in half. This time, she wasn't able to hold back her screams and it was only a very short time before ropes of white cum stained the floor underneath them.
She took a second to breathe. Shahvee slowed her motion to be kind to her post-orgasm sensitivity, but it was just this opening she needed to reverse positions and get Shahvee pinned against the wall.
Susanne kissed Shahvee again and pulled back with wild eyes, a lovely green tail wrapping around her calf as if it was another tentacle like Shahvee's tongue. She tore off Shahvee's dregs like a wild saber cat. Shahvee did the same to her tavern outfit but was only able to drop the dress around Susanne's ankles, keeping on the armlet, necklace, and bangles, before Susanne pulled her leg up, looping her arm under her knee. On one foot, Shahvee grabbed Susanne's shoulders and watched as she positioned herself to her dripping hole. Shahvee was expecting her to thrust herself in down to the hilt, but was surprised to feel her slowly pushing herself in, giving her time to adjust.
Shahvee dug her claws into Susanne's back out of impulse. Her dick felt so good that she was already losing her mind, and that mind break was made much worse by Susanne moving her hips so damn slowly to get Shahvee used to the feeling of her being inside her. However, that didn't last long. As soon as Susanne felt she was ready, she started slamming her hips against hers, thrusting her fucking meat dick into Shahvee like a wild animal.
Susanne leaned into Shahvee and kissed her. As she thrust her hips into Shahvee's pussy, the tip of her dick tapping a few times against her cervix as painfully erotic as that was, she slid her body against her. She slapped her tits around with her own. They rolled against one another, their nipples poking against one another and adding pleasure to their entire bodies as well as their groins. Shahvee felt her abdomen tightening up. She wasn't anywhere close to cumming, but as Susanne nibbled her neck and kissed along her jawline in addition to everything else, it felt as though she was right on the verge of it until the entire experience was like one everlasting orgasm. She could only imagine what it would be like when she would finally squirt.
Suddenly, Susanne pulled back, but before Shahvee could protest, she had dropped to her knees and pulled Shahvee's hips to her face by her ass. Comfortably, Shahvee put her hands on Susanne's head. Instinctively, she started clawing her way through her hair while she met her lusty eyes, the smaller girl smiling up to her sweetly before throwing her face in between her thighs.
It was a miracle no one heard them. Sure, they were the only ones in a giant warehouse and it was close to midnight, but the walls weren't exactly paper thin, and at this point, Shahvee had gotten loud. She was sure she wouldn't have a voice the next morning with how loudly she was screaming.
Susanne rolled her tongue all along Shahvee's surprisingly human looking pussy lips. She slid the tip along the sides, kissed the top of it and flicked her tongue rapidly against her clit, even risking a bite here and there to keep her on her toes. Shahvee's toes were curling with the motion, and she couldn't help but pull Susanne closer even if it meant suffocating her. Susanne got an idea just then, and while continuing to roll her tongue as deeply inside Shahvee as she could possibly manage, she pulled one leg over her shoulder, and she started screaming as the added comfort allowed her to enjoy the pleasure even more.
Shahvee had to bite her finger tightly to keep herself quite. Rather, she wasn't just keeping herself quiet, but this was the only way she could keep herself sane as she soaked Susanne in her slime lest she choose to enslave herself to the girl.
Susanne took a moment to wrap both of her entire arms around the leg she had over her shoulder. She passionately kissed along the inside of her thighs, strongly licking upwards for a brief moment, then continuing to kiss and lick up her thigh until she was back to center before making Shahvee drop her leg. That was what did it. Shahvee threw her head back and pulled Susanne's head further toward her pussy as she reared her head back in a silent scream, her pussy shooting out her slime with her powerful climax.
She was dangerously close to passing out from the ecstasy, post-orgasm. Her eyes were closed tightly as stars danced across the back of her eyelids while she tried to catch her breath, and she was only vaguely aware of Susanne dropping her leg to the ground as she stood. Finding the strength to blink her way through the delirium, she saw her taking one of the carpets next to them and laying it down before coming over and gently kissing her on the lips.
They both wrapped their arms around one another lovingly. They were both so tender in their embrace, letting their sweat mix together as they reveled in the warmth of each other's body, hugging one another closely.
That's when Susanne pushed Shahvee on her hands and knees. Shahvee's tail flicked upwards in both surprise and arousal, giving Susanne a perfect opening for her to fuck her like a dog. Her ass was propped up in the right position for it. Looking back timidly, Shahvee swayed her hips from side to side to show that Susanne was welcome to do with her as she pleased, that she would submit to her as she desired.
Then, Susanne dropped to her knees behind her. Licking one hand and using the other to grip the base of her tail tightly, eliciting a moan in its own right, Susanne started rubbing Shahvee's pussy roughly. Shahvee moaned. It wasn't much, especially just after she came was still sore from the climax, but it was enough to make her squirm and let her tongue drape out of the side of her mouth, getting her ready once more. She started dancing her hips with the motion. Once again, she could feel that familiar tightening in her stomach and found herself almost begging for more, getting hot with desire as she started craving that cock inside of her again.
"Please fuck me, Angel!" she pleaded, "Fuck me sweet little pussy like your pet! Like your bitch! Treat me like your baby cock sleeve! I need it! I NEED IT!"
Susanne took the prompting readily. After cumming and getting her wet again, she slid into Shahvee's pussy easily, thrusting down to the hilt this time and making Shahvee's jaw drop, making shoot her head into the air and lock her arms. Susanne pumped her hips naturally at first, starting with a casual motion, but when Shahvee was ready, that's when the real fun began.
Susanne propped one leg up for more strength and control and grabbed the base of Shahvee's tail with one hand before fucking her raw. Her other hand found its way on her ass. Lightly, she spanked it and rolled her hands tightly over the soft scales, groping her just as hard as she fucked her. Shahvee's tail had its own fun, too. Unconsciously, Shahvee rolled her tail lightly over Susanne's face, and gave out a high pitched squeal when she took the thing her mouth.
Shahvee started pushing back against the woman fucking her. She tried to pump with the motion while her mouth soaked her tail, but her mind was too far gone to keep the rhythm, so she dropped herself to the ground and started thrusting her tongue further down Susanne's mouth, soaking it heavily with her saliva. She deepthroated several inches and didn't even gag. When Shahvee pulled her tail out, she let out a loud gasp, making Shahvee's pussy twitch so hard that she had no choice but to bury her face into the rug, finally low enough to be truly submissive.
She wasn't without her tricks, though. She reached her tail around Susanne's waist and rolled her over her ass a few times, flicking and teasing her opening. In response, Susanne whined and slapped both hands on her ass. Shahvee let out a gasp of her own and moaned with the pleasure of the gods thrusting into her, their hands fondling her ass like their trophy and slamming their dicks into her for their glory. That's when Shahvee penetrated Susanne's ass.
Susanne lost control again. Instinctively, she leaned over Shahvee's back, pushing her tail to the side as she looped her arms around the argonian's chest and roughly fondled her tits. While Shahvee plunged her tail in and out of her ass, Susanne could only lose herself to the pleasure and grip onto something for dear life, and with Shahvee's tits being as soft as Dibella's own, she couldn't stop herself from groping them so hard they might bruise.
Both of them were drooling as they continued to fuck. Shahvee's voice was lost as her core started feeling hot and tight, telling her that another climax was close, and it was only coming quicker as Susanne started thrusting her cock into her recklessly, her own orgasm coming just as fast. They both let out wild roars as they both came at the same time. Shahvee's slime squirt out of her pussy, making it easy for the gallons of cum Susanne shot into her to fill her up and spill out anything that couldn't fit. The rug they had been fucking on was definitely ruined.
Susanne pulled out and they both collapsed into one another, looping their legs together as they pulled each other close, snuggling in the cold Skyrim air. They could have fallen asleep right then. It would have been the perfect end to their night together after that kind of wild hot sex, but they couldn't stay there forever. The crew would come in the morning. Once the merchant saw that his product had been ruined by an argonian and a woman with a cock bigger than his, they wouldn't hesitate to execute them. This was Windhelm after all.
They both sat up and smiled at one another jokingly, having a silent agreement that this was the case, then stood up and started getting dressed.
"That was fucking amazing," Susanne said as she threw her dress over her body.
"I can't believe it," Shahvee said with a smile and shake of her head, "A futa in our city. Why didn't you tell me of this sooner? If I had known, we could have skipped months of foreplay."
"Hey, don't look at me," Susanne said with a wicked smirk, "I just do what the dick tells me to. You're a great friend, but the time just didn't seem right to pull you aside and fuck you senseless until now."
They were both dressed now and held one another again. Shahvee leaned down and gave Susanne a quick kiss on her forehead before cupping her chin and making her look in her eyes.
"Now that that time has passed, just say the word, and you can have me," she said, "I have no problem being the servant of one of Sanguine's daedric heroes."
"I wouldn't call myself a hero," Susanne said, then bumped her hip off of hers and started sassily walking off, "I'll see you tomorrow!"
Shahvee watched her leave and waited for a few moments before doing the same. Angel was a fool. Whether it was because she was a trusted friend of hers, a chosen warrior of Sanguine, or because of all she did for the nonhuman races in Windhelm, she was definitely a hero to Shahvee, and she patted her stomach, she knew she would be a hero to their children as well. Futa were rumored to be very fertile, and after that much cum, it was clearly a valid rumor. There was no doubt in her mind that she would start bearing eggs very soon, and probably a lot of them, and if the rumors about the futanari sex drive were true too, then it was very likely that many of the children in Windhelm were hers.
Shahvee was honored to be counted among Susanne the Wicked's breeding stock. It was unfortunate that she didn't know about the power hungry eyes that were watching every step she took on the way home, a knife curling around their dirty hands. The graveyard wasn't safe. In the morning, there would be quite a sight outside of Windhelm's hall of the dead, and almost all of the women in the city would mourn the day their favorite lover was murdered.